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Twelve

POV Amélia

He didn't taste like last night's alcohol or morning breath; he tasted fresh and delicious. The way he kissed me made me melt.

Leonardo's hand slid down my neck, slowly making its way to my shoulder, tracing my collarbone and then onto my chest, where he cupped my breast through the...

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